As a child, I was enthralled with the things of God. I felt faith. I felt the mystery of this God I could not see, but whose presence I deeply felt. The stories of the Bible were magical. Something in my imaginative nature connected with the sense of the people of God, spread across time and space, and I loved it. My dad was my very first mentor, praying with me each night, answering all of my inquisitive ponderings. It... Read more